Contrived by conscious landfill Vanquished by desolate remains of the picturesque (Failing nature, brow sloped, opinion tested, lucid reigns) In the true test primordial (beholding) Created for a purpose (a chasm)...
Uncoil the fuse Be sure, check twice, IGNITE!
Pariahs, I'd RATHER BE DEAD then retreat to the quaint So onwards! Leave the carcass of the former behind. To a beckoning call
I saw it in the distance, combusted eyes protrude (Yet this hydra breeds defection)
Though leaning for evasion into the scenic Anxiety builds pressure on the ANS More time spent in face of attack But maybe this is not my way
(WHERE'S MY PURPOSE)
It's only when the scars define him, the ears prick to define the tone (Soaring to my pinnacle, sailing above elation) Mountain...
Sterilised I lay stale and obsolete, psychological contraceptives hinder a rebirth (What leads hindsight from developing a fear only to contradict and grip divide)
Sailing once again closer to home than abroad without the space to reconcile the trouble with a new isolation. (I hold dear my assurance, a terminal disease, a quest for luminous quantity/quality)
It's Heisenberg that put the brakes on progress.
It's easy to attack something unfamiliar to us based just upon the fact that it is different. As we live without it, removing it from your life is tantamount to ignoring it all together. However we must understand the motives and origins in order to clear any uncertainty within the act of being and ourselves. Knowledge is power. Arm yourself!